"I don't know what you mean. It's simply a matter of me getting lucky." Bernkastel said coyly. "But I've never been a fan of stories that get too hasty to get to the ending. What's a couple more obstacles in the way going to do for them, anyhow? A good lot of them have a thing for adding more notches to their victory belt, so why not test them at what really makes them tick. A little bit of risk is all it takes to make things interesting."
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Waldo looked around his immediate surroundings with the same plastic smile on his face. "Hm? What's this? It feels like the strange sensation I get when I enter a new realm... pressure? No..." once he felt Cuki launch her flurry of moves, he began to laugh uncontrollably, evem without moving his mouth.
"Ohoho! Stop it, that tickles! Such precision!" He managed to control his giggling by clamping a hand over his mouth. "Are you a chiropractor by chance? Because it seems like you're trying to do the opposite of relaxing my muscles." Even with her precise strikes, his body felt like a block of lead. Kassava was slowing his movement, but he noticed how fast Cuki was moving relative to himself.
"I see now! You want me to slow down...? Very well. But now it's my turn." Slowly, but for a mere instant, his face warped from the jolly look to a menacing smirk and glare. "Come forth, Odlaw!"
Suddenly, a heavy force struck Cuki first on her head, then proceeding to target her wrists with a mere one-two hard strike; it felt and sounded like being hit by Waldo's cane, but he had never moved his arms. To anyone watching from afar, he simply stood there taking their hits; but somewhere in the red aura he was encased in, there was a brief glimpse of yellow beside him before fading in with the air. Even so, the unseen force proceeded to do the same to Kassava, although its reach only extended so far; with one broad sweep, it made a single swift strike on her forehead before squarely aiming for a hit to her sternum.
